I haven't written anything in a while in terms of blogging, so here I go.  Music has been swallowing me lately and the new songs have completely consumed most of my thoughts.  These songs are really important to me.  These thoughts have definitely been inside of me before, but as I am getting a little more comfortable with the writer that I am, my thoughts towards writing are undeniable.  If you haven't heard, which most of you probably haven't, I have written a cd about the history of my family.  The cd tells stories that span 90 years of love, loss and happiness.  Most importantly, this cd is about honor and truth.

My father is from Georgia and my birth mother is from Alabama.  It was crazy times for both of them growing up, neither one came from normal backgrounds and that screams through on these tracks.  I grew up with an amazing step-mother from NJ (God's country) and my Georgia boy of a father.  I was a PAIN IN THE ASS of a kid, but I am happy to say that I have learned so much and am so thankful for all of the decisions I have made.  A lot were not so good, but some were pretty bad ass.

Music is my therapy, a lot of people see therapists to talk about their families.  I meet with my guitar, a notepad and pen.  There's love in my life, there's loss in my life.  Most importantly, there's fire in my life that makes me create.  We're going to release this cd "Defending the Name" in March of next year and that thrills me to death.  I am however scared as hell of what is to come after that cd.  I want the next one to be better -- completely normal, I've been here before.  Thanks for being here, thanks for being along for the ride.  Thanks for making me tap the brakes and for making me put on my seatbelt.  It's in all of our hands, we just need to pass it along.

~tac